Forging the Sword - Ironsword

Plunge the iron into the fire

Winds roar and flames flick higher

Bear the anvil’s thunderous clanging

As blazing sparks are upward flinging

Forge the sword

Forge the sword

With burning metal — forge the sword

The master’s hammer rings its tune

Ancient art of metal hewn

The heated steel begins to glow

Shall be quenched in a mound of snow

Forge the sword

Forge the sword

With burning metal — forge the sword

Bestow me the mighty tool of war

Imbued with powers never seen before

I crave to wield the sword evermore

Runes are carved into the blade

The magic mark will never fade

I grasp the leather wrapped hilt

And in Crom’s name bear no guilt

Forge the sword

Forge the sword

With burning metal — forge the sword